Emergency!
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
  Can you hear me now?
I spent the night at my grandparent's condo last night doing free laundry, and keeping the cats company, which by extension entails, cleaning up all of Phoenix's anger-shit. Although it would be absolutely hilarious if people left anger-shits more often, I think. And of course, hazardous to one's health, but whatever...

Getting to school this morning was not nearly the gong show that I thought it would be, though it was really wet and rainy out. It was however, distinctly uncomfortable to be on a SA bus, having to stand, and then getting annoyed by an old co-worker who "just wanted to talk." I don't want to talk. It's 7:30 in the morning. I went to bed at 4:00. Piss off. Or maybe you could just fart in my face like the guy on the HUB escalator did. Yes, my mouth was closed, but I was pretty incensed. Ha ha...incensed...

In other news, the prof that I really thought I loathed, and would thus loathe forever until all eternity, is actually...she's not so bad. Still pretty bad, but not terrible. I'm warming up to her, slightly.

Evidently, the whole world has been trying to get a hold of me lately. I'm sorry. I didn't know I'd only have the phone for two scant days before my dad abducted it for the nether regions of BC. Maybe I'll get it back, maybe I won't. Allowing that I just asked them for $1800, no questions asked, I'm thinking, not.

I figured out today that if I walk around in my lecture theatres or just stand off to the side and lean on a wall or something, that I'm a million times less likely to fall asleep in class. It turns out that my dad was the same way, and for the life of me, I can't figure out why it happens. It's not that I don't want to be there, and that I don't want to learn...I mean, it could seriously be the most riveting class ever, and I just completely fall asleep. It used to be that I'd just zone out, but maybe I'm losing my imagination, so my body has turned to physical distractions. Seriously...I don't know what it is. But my dad gave me the standing pointer, and so far so good. It's mildly embarrassing at first, but I noticed a couple other people were doing the same thing today too.
 
Comments:
Hey now...I always make sure to get at least four... And being as that's one REM cycle, it should be good enough.
 
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